I’m posting this after driving from South of the Border in South Carolina to Augusta, Georgia, then onwards to spend a few nights at my friend’s place in Ball Ground, Georgia. These are all things I have seen by just driving from place to place and around the areas I’ve been in, without any specific goals.
Again, some photos just need to be shared without a story to connect them all. Here are some of those.
For those of you who have not been there, South of the Border is the first thing you get to when entering South Carolina on Interstate 95 from the north, or on a few of the state highways in the area. There are countless signs when approaching it, and when you get there, it’s as ridiculous as you can imagine. They sell outlandish cheap souvenirs, food, gas, and fireworks. I’d been there as a kid on the way to Disney World, and once on a road trip with my buddy Mike in 1999, when we figured out what the now closed Dirty Old Man shop was, and generally had a good laugh at the absurdity of the place. I decided to get a hotel room there this time, take a dip in the pool, take some pictures, and soak the whole experience in.
I had a nice visit with my friends Ray and Georgia Gist in Kentucky. (Who also happen to be my sister’s mother and father in law) Between the fact that they are involved in 2 tree farms, plus they do custom framing, sell fabric, make quilts, and sell paintings, they have a lot of interests that I love to hear about. Since my parents sell Christmas trees, I’ve always found it funny that my sister’s kids must think that everyone’s grandparents sell trees for a living!
I find it kinda funny that Kentucky is directly east of Missouri, and Missouri is not “the south” but Kentucky is. Anyway, what started out an overcast day with potentials for big storms turned out to be a beautiful day, and I enjoyed the drive from St. Louis to Owensboro, Kentucky.